For the first time in my life, the Superbowl won’t be in my agenda on this Sunday of All Sundays.
Sorry, 99.8% of Earth.
I’ve never been an overly huge football fan. Baseball, yes. Gosh yes. But football?
To me, football encapsulates many wrongs within our culture: glorified obesity and praised masculine carnage. Like, whatever. Give me a bag of peanuts and crackerjack and take me out to the ballgame any day.
Still, I’ve watched the Superbowl each of the last 25 years. Yes, even as a helpless babe, I’m sure. Even last year on a phone dangling from my rear view mirror while driving down the Pacific coast from Seattle to Los Angeles.
Seriously, this happened?
Truthfully, I’m kinda over it. Over the hype. At least this year.
So, what will I be doing today instead? First, some morning tutoring. Then, some Panera Sunday writing, of course. I’ve got this blog to run and a book to publish, after all. More info on the latter and my long-awaited newsletter, coming tomorrow!
Finally, I’ll go to church tonight and worship the God who keeps giving me breaths to breathe despite my frequent falls and constant questioning of His plan for my life. My story.
Plus, I have no idea what time the Superbowl even comes on today. 3? 6? 9?Even after three years, I still struggle to figure out TV airing times on the west coast, of live events or otherwise.
I’m hopeless.
So, let me know who wins the big game today. And more importantly, what the best commercial is, and whether it involves a talking animal or G-list celebrity.
Are you joining me today in not watching the Superbowl? Or are you siding with 99.8% of Earth? If it’s the latter, who you got: ugly birds or greedy gold-miners?
I too am not watching – football does not interest me at all. All those men, different lines, even fellas paid to do just one job the whole game…just too much for me. Of course, baseball isn’t much better. Like watching paint dry. A game of stats. Hockey is the most exciting on TV – but I could easily go without all sports. When one pro player, even a so-so one, gets more money than my doctor in a year – or even a brain or cardiac surgeon – I refuse to support it, even with my viewing time. And, after all, it is Sunday. I chose to read, journal, study and meet with a friend. I’ll find out the score when it is over – after all, it was brother against brother coaches – but someone will win or lose without me. By the way – wouldn’t you hate having to live with your brother once they won? Every Christmas for the rest of your life having that superbowl ring in your face…now there is an interesting family dynamic.
I hadn’t heard about the brother-vs-brother coaches storyline. Interesting. Maybe I’ll catch the big game next year!
In the meantime, baseball starts very soon. Believe me, it’s SO much better than watching paint dry.